Poems about Children
#children
Poems about children and parenthood, the love and responsibility of having children. Poetry about raising children in society, and the influence family and social pressures have on their development.
4Her411
Poem Published
17th Jul 2021 3:33pm
17th Jul 2021 3:33pm
bedazzle
I spent the day
with the most amazing
breakfast a sausage biscuit
a trail blazing road trip
two hour drive doctors visit
fifteen minute mom and dad pit stop
lunch a whopper at the king
head home for an after noon fling
better plans less of mice and men
shot down by life little grin
thou they are adults
some time they come first
four hundred miles
what four hundred more
isn't that what good patients are for
on the road all day
from eight am to a quarter tomorrow morning
warn to a frazzle
we...
with the most amazing
breakfast a sausage biscuit
a trail blazing road trip
two hour drive doctors visit
fifteen minute mom and dad pit stop
lunch a whopper at the king
head home for an after noon fling
better plans less of mice and men
shot down by life little grin
thou they are adults
some time they come first
four hundred miles
what four hundred more
isn't that what good patients are for
on the road all day
from eight am to a quarter tomorrow morning
warn to a frazzle
we...
#children
#romantic
#support
#sensual
#passion
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A_Failed_Artist
Poem Published
15th Jul 2021 6:33pm
15th Jul 2021 6:33pm
Apocalypse
Hold on, sweet girl
We don't have much time left.
I can't shield you from it,
But I can still be your shield.
For as long as I can breathe,
I will fight off the apocalypse.
And if the sun is blowing up,
I'll be your shade.
We don't have much time left.
I can't shield you from it,
But I can still be your shield.
For as long as I can breathe,
I will fight off the apocalypse.
And if the sun is blowing up,
I'll be your shade.
#children
#dreams
#earth
#apocalypse
#fear
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
14th Jul 2021 1:33am
14th Jul 2021 1:33am
While Eva’s Hearth Gently Heats
While Eva’s Hearth Gently Heats
A Mexican Madonna takes her baby son all the way across the border from Mexico to America. There she hitchhikes to the Acoma pueblo where she hears immigrants can find asylum. Since the Indian Reservations are sovereign states they will be safe there.
Upon arrival a flock of women circles her in a Mandala that taps the earth in deeply rooted organic fusion.
So she stands at the cliffs of the pueblo looking out at the sunset while holding her infant son. For the first time in her life, she feels secure. The scent of...
A Mexican Madonna takes her baby son all the way across the border from Mexico to America. There she hitchhikes to the Acoma pueblo where she hears immigrants can find asylum. Since the Indian Reservations are sovereign states they will be safe there.
Upon arrival a flock of women circles her in a Mandala that taps the earth in deeply rooted organic fusion.
So she stands at the cliffs of the pueblo looking out at the sunset while holding her infant son. For the first time in her life, she feels secure. The scent of...
#mother
#children
#wife
#husband
#sensual
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missjem56
Poem Published
8th Jul 2021 9:41pm
8th Jul 2021 9:41pm
The Dragon, And The Yew
Come hither, my dragon friend
I am in danger
Fly fast, fly true
Wairooo! wairooo! wairooo!
Come hither, with your firey breath
Don't be a stranger
Fly as the wind, and defy the old Yew
Wairooo! wairooo! wairooo!
Come hither, please save me
As i lie in my manger
Before the Changeling is due
Wairooo! wairooo! wairooo!
by Jemia
I am in danger
Fly fast, fly true
Wairooo! wairooo! wairooo!
Come hither, with your firey breath
Don't be a stranger
Fly as the wind, and defy the old Yew
Wairooo! wairooo! wairooo!
Come hither, please save me
As i lie in my manger
Before the Changeling is due
Wairooo! wairooo! wairooo!
by Jemia
#children
#dragons
#surreal #risk
#surreal #risk
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JohnWilksLincoln
Poem Published
7th Jul 2021 5:47am
7th Jul 2021 5:47am
Medium Rare
Can you smell what’s in the air?
I bring kids to my backyard, the white people stare.
8 year olds, 9 year olds, babies galore!
They came in pairs, but they’re grouped by four.
They laid on the slots right above the fire,
Then I blasted the gas to make the temperature higher.
Human burgers on the menu today,
Some say it’s nasty, I think it’s okay!
Mustard, ketchup, pepper, salt,
Some blame me, I say it’s God's fault.
Smell the flesh as it begins to sizzle,
Use my special sauce for a generous drizzle.
...
I bring kids to my backyard, the white people stare.
8 year olds, 9 year olds, babies galore!
They came in pairs, but they’re grouped by four.
They laid on the slots right above the fire,
Then I blasted the gas to make the temperature higher.
Human burgers on the menu today,
Some say it’s nasty, I think it’s okay!
Mustard, ketchup, pepper, salt,
Some blame me, I say it’s God's fault.
Smell the flesh as it begins to sizzle,
Use my special sauce for a generous drizzle.
...
#children
#childhood
#family
#food
#EatingDisorder
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Vortex32167
Poem Published
5th Jul 2021 10:41pm
5th Jul 2021 10:41pm
Mumbling in the night
This is a diary entry form last week. I don't know the exact date anymore. But after reading it back to myself I needed to put it on DU.
I find myself struggling to find my place, I’m totally losing my mind. Where do I belong what is my purpose? Do I exist only to please my wife and children? Is there something more for me? I can imagine a life without purpose or goal. I try to set a goal each and every day. Today I want to finish that hard project we’ve been working on for over 2 months. Tomorrow I want to clean the whole house. And the day after I want to tidy up the entire...
I find myself struggling to find my place, I’m totally losing my mind. Where do I belong what is my purpose? Do I exist only to please my wife and children? Is there something more for me? I can imagine a life without purpose or goal. I try to set a goal each and every day. Today I want to finish that hard project we’ve been working on for over 2 months. Tomorrow I want to clean the whole house. And the day after I want to tidy up the entire...
#children
#family
#MentalHealth #LifeGoals
#MentalHealth #LifeGoals
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MidlandAngel
L Conway
L Conway
Poem Published
5th Jul 2021 10:15am
5th Jul 2021 10:15am
Twin Granddaughters
Getting to know you both
has been a wonder
identical features
hard to tell apart
but personalities so different
being able to hold
each of you close
after so long
beautiful
to snuggle
to get a smile
one magical moment
a chuckle
a gurgle
a coo
that unblinking baby stare
that look that we share
when you drink your bottle
never will we get back those months that we missed
but my beautiful granddaughters all
be assured
Nanny loves you dearly
you rest deep in my heart ...
has been a wonder
identical features
hard to tell apart
but personalities so different
being able to hold
each of you close
after so long
beautiful
to snuggle
to get a smile
one magical moment
a chuckle
a gurgle
a coo
that unblinking baby stare
that look that we share
when you drink your bottle
never will we get back those months that we missed
but my beautiful granddaughters all
be assured
Nanny loves you dearly
you rest deep in my heart ...
#love
#children
#family
#separation
#daughter
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Vortex32167
Poem Published
28th Jun 2021 4:17pm
28th Jun 2021 4:17pm
Children and depression
Wandering with no direction,
Feelings and emotions control every step.
Deprived of love and affection.
Two pale shadows next to me on this journey,
A son and a daughter reaching for a warm embrace.
While I’m pleeing for a little bit of mercy.
I can’t give what I don’t own.
My heart is cold and lifeless,
My mind is dark but I’m not alone.
I have to share my thoughts with a foreign invader,
Speaking words they cannot hear nor comprehend.
Trying to get all this nonsense on paper.
Hoping they will read my stories...
Feelings and emotions control every step.
Deprived of love and affection.
Two pale shadows next to me on this journey,
A son and a daughter reaching for a warm embrace.
While I’m pleeing for a little bit of mercy.
I can’t give what I don’t own.
My heart is cold and lifeless,
My mind is dark but I’m not alone.
I have to share my thoughts with a foreign invader,
Speaking words they cannot hear nor comprehend.
Trying to get all this nonsense on paper.
Hoping they will read my stories...
#sadness
#depression
#children
#abuse
#despair
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1 Comment
Em-ily
Erica Edward
Erica Edward
Poem Published
19th Jun 2021 6:40am
19th Jun 2021 6:40am
Mimetic Linguistic
Listen
#children
#faith
#spiritual
#dialogue
#CallToAction
41 reads
1 Comment
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
16th Jun 2021 9:30am
16th Jun 2021 9:30am
mommy enters the dark horde
little darklings of the host
whisper and chant mommy will protect you to the hilt
nothing gets by me
insults on the winds will be attended to
the main focus is to stay copacetic
you feel me?
relax in the aether knowing I'm there
all around you I won't let you fall
things have changed but not my love for you
there are some interlopers here born from hates womb
they are very different from us
but still related via our dark father
symbiotic relationships occurred
when my soul was torn open
I'm doing my...
whisper and chant mommy will protect you to the hilt
nothing gets by me
insults on the winds will be attended to
the main focus is to stay copacetic
you feel me?
relax in the aether knowing I'm there
all around you I won't let you fall
things have changed but not my love for you
there are some interlopers here born from hates womb
they are very different from us
but still related via our dark father
symbiotic relationships occurred
when my soul was torn open
I'm doing my...
#love
#children
46 reads
7 Comments
A_Failed_Artist
Poem Published
15th Jun 2021 5:49pm
15th Jun 2021 5:49pm
For The Children
You know why your kids are all fucked up?
Because you're focused on someone else's.
The fabric of society is being ripped apart.
Why?
The gays, the feminists, the abortion clinics, the right to question authority...
The man upstairs loves your children but so does the man sitting in the Vatican.
If you care so much about family, worry about your own.
Because you're focused on someone else's.
The fabric of society is being ripped apart.
Why?
The gays, the feminists, the abortion clinics, the right to question authority...
The man upstairs loves your children but so does the man sitting in the Vatican.
If you care so much about family, worry about your own.
#children
#abuse
#religion #hypocrisy
#religion #hypocrisy
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sitonmynoface
Poem Published
12th Jun 2021 6:58pm
12th Jun 2021 6:58pm
Darkness in a mother's love
Oh I love the way you laugh. I love the way you smile when you look at me back.
And you know I love your eyes when they twinkle with surprise.
And you know I love your curls, every swish, and every twirl.
I love the way you bumble around always needing me to help you out.
I'll clean up all of your messes. I'll do all of the dishes.
I will support us through scores and busts.
I will light your way so that you may see in the dark.
My shining star, my brightest light.
And I love your shrill cry and the way...
And you know I love your eyes when they twinkle with surprise.
And you know I love your curls, every swish, and every twirl.
I love the way you bumble around always needing me to help you out.
I'll clean up all of your messes. I'll do all of the dishes.
I will support us through scores and busts.
I will light your way so that you may see in the dark.
My shining star, my brightest light.
And I love your shrill cry and the way...
#love
#hate
#children
#motherhood
#family
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